I woke up early in the morning, grabbed a cup of coffee not only to wake me up but to keep me some sort of warm. I knew it would be quite cold on the lakefront. I was planning on catching a glimpse of the sunrise over the Chicago landscape. It was still dark when I got to the shore, so I set up my tripod and began shooting. After about a half hour or so, there was no spectacular grand appearance of the sun, rather it just illuminated the clouds. Although, this wasn’t exactly what I expected, I was quite happy. There was sense of stillness in the air that morning. The waves weren’t crashing against the rocks; there was no one around and traffic ceased to exist. Nature was at still. I felt as if I was staring at a moment frozen in time.